The Revellious -Dave Brown

"Death, the Gift of a Life Well-lived" A good man [or woman] leaves an inheritance for his children's children. —Pr 13:2 Those who live well, leave something of themselves with us.  It's a part of the legacy of their lives.  Remember your Dad.  Remember who he was and what he was like.  Savor those memories (as I know you already are), and let them continue to be a part of who you are. Writing from a place of deep loss myself:  You will miss him.  Terribly.  And you'll feel great pain, numbness, and, perhaps, even a little confusion.  This is not just normal, but healthy as we were made to experience such things when someone we love has departed.  It can also be a really good indicator of the quality of soul your Dad was, is, and always will be. Feel all you do, Dear One, and let God wrap His Arms around you and pull you inside His very Heart-mind.  As you do this... allow yourself (if you can—I know it's hard) to feel all you're experiencing within the context of a great knowing... THE GREAT KNOWING that you really knew and loved your Dad... THE GREAT KNOWING that he really knew and loved you... And THE GREAT KNOWING, too, that you know The Place to where he's gone. Just as he's left a little of himself with you, know, too, he's taken a little of you with him.  In this really sweet exchange, a part of him has stayed behind with you, while a part of you has ventured forth with him, creating a bridge between you and him, here and there, now and a time some day in the future.  Your continued (and eternal!) experience of him and his continued (and eternal!) experience of you can become a great magnet that pulls you ever onward toward A Grand Reunion that awaits only your final arrival there in That Place One Fine Day. In all this, death can become a friend of sorts:  Your Dad has finished his race, and now he's waiting for you to one day cross the finish line of your own life.  The Scriptures read that God finds pleasure in the deaths of His saints [see Ps 116:15].  May you begin to as well—even in the midst of such great heartache.  You will see him again, Dear Friend... just not yet.  Until then, may your soul recognize him in you, and may the gratefulness you feel for all he was and all he gave you and your family just pour forth from within you like a waterfall—not just like a fountain, but like a waterfall—into the lives of those around you.  Live well, Dear Friend, as The Spirit enables.  Do so as a testament to the wonderful life your Dad lived here on earth. Peace to you, Friend... - "Remembering Those I’ve Lost”   O Loved One of My Heart… Who's gone from this life… Yes... we watched you disappear… I'm so grateful, though, that we’ll see you again… Until then... Selah, O Dear One... Know this... The Heaven in My Soul stands in tear-filled silence...